I'm feeling something but wasn't spoken
I'm assuming a fire but nothing's burning
Hearing sweet words that's nonesense
Trembling for every words without an essence
How could i just let it be
Letting you get through my defenses
Thinking there could possibly be something
Lying behind each and every gazes
Everytime we talk it seems everlasting
Wishing time would stop ticking
Heartbeat's racing with every thought
Melting myself to sweat with each puffing word
Oh God how could i feel this so early
How could i be so happy when he's with me
Lord if this feeling is not honoring your name
Please let it stop as you stop the rain
But if this is what you plan for the future
Please help me wait for your perfect time
Perfectly crafted to be used by you Oh Lord
Is my heart's desire more than making him mine
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